The Magnificent God of War

"In this world, there are many people who want to kill me. They are stronger than you and have more status than you, but now..."

Jiang Ning's voice seemed to come from Jiuyou Hell, extremely cold, "It's all dead!"

Huo Song trembled all over.

"You, you... dare to come overseas! Qingmen will not let you go..."

"you are wrong."

Jiang Ning stretched out his hand and patted Huo Song's face, "I came overseas, just don't want to let you go."

Huo Song's eyes shrank suddenly, full of deep fear!

Jiang Ning... came overseas to deal with Qingmen?

He is too arrogant!

"I am waiting for you in the country, but you never come,"

Jiang Ning shook his head, "I'm very disappointed, since you dare not go back, then I am here, let you... never go back!"

Huo Song was really scared.

Before the change, he also didn't put Jiang Ning in his eyes, but at this moment, when he really knelt in front of Jiang Ning, he could feel the terrible murderous intent emanating from Jiang Ning's body!

Just like substance!

"You, you want to kill me?"

He trembled, his throat was a little dry, "My blue door master..."

"He's going to die as well."

Jiang Ning has no unnecessary nonsense, "You all are going to die."

After speaking, he put his finger on Hosson’s forehead and flicked--

Snapped!

It's like being bounced off a melon!

Huo Song's whole body suddenly fell back, with blood on his forehead!

Hall Master Huo Song, die!

Hum——

All of Huo Song's subordinates around him saw their scalp numb completely. They didn't even want to move their hands and feet, as if they had fallen into an ice cellar and were completely frozen.

"Boss, how much is lost here."

Jiang Ning turned his head and glanced at the owner of the bathhouse, but the owner of the bathhouse, how dare to speak.

He was almost frightened.

"Well, if you break something, you will get ten times the compensation."

Jiang Ning turned his head and scanned the cattle hall disciples who were still lying on the ground, "In five minutes, I will see that the compensation is in place."

As soon as the voice fell, all the people who fell on the ground were crazy, rushing to the bathhouse boss when they crawled, kowtow begging for mercy, and asked him how much compensation he wanted.

The owner of the bathhouse was really frightened.

"A chair is worth ten thousand dollars."

Jiang Ning seemed to be talking to himself, but as soon as he finished speaking, he just smashed the chair with his hands. He immediately took out his mobile phone, shaking with fright, and transferring money to the owner of the bathhouse.

"A table, fifty thousand dollars."

"A broom, ten thousand dollars."

"A piece of floor, ten thousand dollars."

...

Jiang Ning talked to himself. Hundreds of Qingmen Niutang disciples were afraid that the speed of their transfers was too slow, which would make Jiang Ning unhappy.

No matter how much they have to lose, how much they lose, it is better than letting them lose their lives!

Even Huo Song, the hall master of their Cow Hall, a powerful master, was killed by Jiang Ning with one finger.

They still want to resist? Wu Xixi waits for the steak and waits for the waiter? What?

five minutes.

The owner of the bathhouse had a numb expression, and the transfer information he received added up to more than six million US dollars. He would not have made this money for ten lifetimes!

"Boss, I'm not too young anymore. Falling leaves are back to their roots. Now in China, it's pretty good."

Jiang Ning stretched out his hand and patted him on the shoulder. Without saying anything, he turned and left with A Fei.

Looking at the backs of Jiang Ning and A Fei, the owner of the bathhouse moved his lips, and the appearance of his hometown immediately appeared in his mind.

"Brother, I'm not addicted, where do I go next?"

From a distance, A Fei's voice came.